cleaning up so well (jones_casey) wrote,
cleaning up so well

automatic poetry

the first line, undivided, shows its subject keeping his loins at rest, and separating the ribs from the body below. the situation is perilous, and the heart glows with suppressed excitement.

but the people are many, and it is a thing you've forgotten
and that's to learn to live with what you are

slippin’ in my faith
until i fall
you never returned
that call

the idea of perfection holds me
how can i be true?
shall i be faithless to myself
or to you?


"i am not frightened," said leehallfae quietly - ae had been gradually recovering aer tranquillity - "but when one has lived as long as i can, for i know the provinces and men and things, and, better still, i know self-interests. but these friends of yours, though full of the holy ghost and wisdom, whom we may appoint over this business.
Tags: automatic writing

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